<p>I realize that I have a viewpoint that might be interesting to those who believe in parents serving drinks to their own kids at home to act as a deterrent to underaged kids drinking dangerously.</p>
<p>I actually grew up in that kind of home. For Thanksgiving and Christmas, at Grandmom’s house all of the kids from elementary school age up would get a wineglass and a bit of wine (perhaps 1/4 of a glass). My grandparents had no substance abuse problems, and the only time that I saw the wine come out was at Thanskgving and Christmas. </p>
<p>I thought the wine tasted great (Manichevitz concord grape), and I felt very grown up. I also wondered, however, why my grandmom and other older relatives were breaking the law to serve the kids wine.</p>
<p>At my parents’ home, the same thing existed on holidays. I had the same reaction. Sometimes I would sneak and go find the wine bottle and get a little more, no more than 1/3 of a glass. I thought it tasted good. I wasn’t trying to get drunk.</p>
<p>When I stayed home from cramps and was in high school, my mom bought me a bottle of sloe gin and told me to use it medicinally. I did, having a few sips, which reduced the pain. That’s the only time I drank that nasty stuff, and by college had found that over the counter meds reduced the pain better.</p>
<p>I never went to a h.s. party in which drinking was going on. Admittedly, I was a nerd and my friends were nerds. We liked to do things like play Twister. I don’t think, however, that any of us had a desire to get drunk or thought that party = boozing.</p>
<p>When I turned 18, the legal age for drinking in my state then, my best friend and I went out to dinner, and I had a cocktail. One. No desire to get drunk. Never thought that was cool.</p>
<p>I went to college in a state with a higher drinking age than my home state. I brought a bottle of rum to school with me. By Oct., so little had been consumed that I used it to put in punch for a party in the dorm that my friends and I threw for about 100 people. Dancing, not boozing, was the focus of the party. </p>
<p>Flash to my own parenting: Since I didn’t like the fact that my relatives had broken the law to serve me booze as a kid, I didn’t do that to my kids. Neither showed any interest in underaged drinking.</p>
<p>Even when we were in Europe and it was legal for them to drink and I told them that if they wanted some wine with dinner, fine with me, both declined. </p>
<p>My older son went away to college, fell into the partying scene, dropped out and moved to a more distant state. I learned about his drinking when I accidentally found his blog, which had the kind of statements that Lucifer had on CC.</p>
<p>He is clearly in trouble with booze, and other than telling him this (which I have done), there’s nothing else that I can do. I don’t think that if I had given him booze as a teen, that would have prevented his current problem. Every indication is that when my S tried booze, he was hooked immediately. This might be linked to alcoholism in my husband’s family. My husband and his parents are not alcoholic, but plenty of others in the family are.</p>
<p>By not giving booze to him in h.s., perhaps I allowed my older S to gain a little more maturity and life experience before confronting his demon.</p>
<p>Younger son says he has no interest in alcohol and never plans to use. I tell him that it’s his choice: I just don’t support underaged drinking.</p>
<p>Anyway, for what it’s worth, here’s my story.</p>